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He Pushed Me on the Ground
He pushed me on the ground
And then pulled me by my hair
I tearfully asked, ‘Is that why I married you?’
But he kicked me. That’s not fair!
I ordered him to stop
I asked him to set me free
And when nothing happened
I begged him ‘please’!
But he didn't stop
And I started to cry
Then I remembered my rights
Why not to give a try…!
I pushed him greatly
And succeeded
But he reattained the condition
And instantly defeated.
He blowed hardly on my face
That I was forced to bleed
And suddenly I woke from my nightmare,
‘What happened, my sweet..?’
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